LYRICS
It’s a long ride ’till the end of the road
Sure hoping my patience won’t explode
Saw a sign up ahead… read what it said
“Home is here… or wherever you make your bed”
Lay your head
Their endless loop of confusion
A contusion
End fruitless loops of confusion
Begin enthusiasm
LYRICS
The quite chill of an autumn morning
The lichen might consider quite trite
But, the human glare finds it worthwhile to stare
As the fluid cascades amongst the solid
The sunlight cascades over the mountain top
Spilling colors of every hue
Any man must stop to ponder what it is we did
Every man must stop to wonder the wonder if we stop
Look what progress did to the fish
Look what our standard of living has lost
Look what it is we do
Maybe we should be careful for what we wish
Open our eyes. Open our ears. Heed the warning…
Before the waterfalls fall
It has been quite some time since I’ve posted about the Tunesmith Adventures. That doesn’t mean I haven’t been thoroughly enjoying the audiences. I have been. Though I would like to film more of the adventures, live subjects can be tricky.
Anyway, the audiences have been great. One of my favorite times was in the Spring of 2011. I was sitting at the corner of Ridge and Butler in Ambler, Pennsylvania. A school bus with tinted windows stopped at the light in front of me. I thought the bus was empty and just kept playing my heart away. All of a sudden, a bunch of the windows opened and all these kids started screaming and clapping. Wow! What a thrill.
Nick Does a Flip While I Play Jigging Music
Speaking of thrills, there seems to be an outbreak of people inspired to do *human tricks* whenever I start playing my jigging music. The Spring of 2012 has brought many a thrill seeker. Several interesting characters have co-operated in West Chester, Pennsylvania to bring great entertainment to the people. There is a guy that likes to do bike tricks over my head… and another fellow, Nick, who likes to do flips and jumps off the adjacent wall… sometimes it will just be a group of children ranging in ages from 2 to 92 that breakout into a spontaneous dance troupe. You all are more fun than Vaudeville, a sideshow, and a 3-ring circus all rolled into one.
I thank each and every one of you. From those who come up because they feel compelled to offer me money, to those who roll down their windows shouting out with a wave and a smile — THANK YOU!